A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

was born

the one who picked the

a simple building with windows that had a Light green

would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house

round, no matter how beautiful the scenery was,

window, looking outside. His thin

had almost given

had lived two months longer

a glass of water and medicine

medicine,” Peter reminded him in a low

seemed like he had not

murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be

nose twitched when he

“Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated,

favorite food,”

response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should

to fumble in his

stopped and shook

had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it

not call

give

to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped

“Please take your medicine.

buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you

took the medicines from him and swallowed

bed, and a nurse

done, Mark looked sideways at the

his grip on his phone got weaker

rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream

to Alexis. He

had almost given

had lived two months longer

with a glass

medicine,” Peter reminded him in a

Mark seemed like he had not heard

there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be very

twitched when he heard

a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be

favorite food,”

moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should have

Mark heard this, he began to fumble in his pocket

he stopped and shook

yesterday, he had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He knew she

call her,” he said to

have to give Cecilia

Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass

“Please take your medicine.

pumpkin pies. You can have

took the medicines from him and swallowed them without a

on the bed, and a nurse came in to

done, Mark looked

his grip on his phone got weaker and

Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia was

behavior was much

while and call him “Uncle

Cecilia in

nestled in his arms and gently stroked his

this point,

of the hospital room were white, just like

gently closed

he needed

the ward, but he felt cold all over his body. He felt Life without Cecilia

probably gone to buy the pumpkin pies

foreign nurse was

to return home. He missed his

in the Evans Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where he used

he knew he couldn’t change

give up as long as he

still continued to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back… He would never

was determined to stay

finding it difficult to go

and started to make paper planes. He knew how

when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch in a blink of

said he wanted to go there because he missed

pale fingers trembled as

Peter came back to the

had run into a snowstorm on his way, so

I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to

he saw the paper planes Mark had been

the paper planes and

of

actually took a Little

not more than a

his mouth, he put down

eyes and looked

to go back home and have a

Angela’s Library

him. But he could see that Mark was

before he could ask him about it, Mark’s phone

it was around 4

at the caller ID. For a long

you,” Peter urged in

into a

silly boy,”

It was an

voice sounded a little

when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to

to a girl that

phone trembled so violently that he couldn’t say

a brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, Edwin misses

Mark closed his eyes.

flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

no matter what,

entanglement with Cecilia, Mark was

had sacrificed too much in the first half of his life. He didn’t deserve

sniffed and put down the

never

room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or two words that Mark had

“What happened?” he asked.

bed in silence. After a while, he looked up at Peter and said,

this and he did

great,” he said with

good sign on the first day of the new year. And Olivia is

stroke one of

fly back home

Angela’s Library

a glance would be

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